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Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Poem: Keeping Ahead
By Jack Brummet
He was ready to live again—
Even if living just meant running
To keep ahead of the ghosts.
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He was ready to live again—
Even if living just meant running
To keep ahead of the ghosts.
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Faces No. 498 - Mona Goldwater
By Jack Brummet
[hand-drawn with pencil and Sharpie® on 10"x 14" vellum, scanned and digitally colored]
[hand-drawn with pencil and Sharpie® on 10"x 14" vellum, scanned and digitally colored]
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Monday, May 20, 2013
Poem: Water
By Jack Brummet
Water in perpetual motion
Drifts into the troposphere
Accumulates and returns to earth
To join ice rain and snow
In the hills and mountains
Rolling into aquifers and underground lakes
Chasms fissures streams
Valleys craters hollows
Creeks rivers lakes and oceans—
The only thing on earth
That never gets old.
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Drifts into the troposphere
Accumulates and returns to earth
To join ice rain and snow
In the hills and mountains
Rolling into aquifers and underground lakes
Chasms fissures streams
Valleys craters hollows
Creeks rivers lakes and oceans—
The only thing on earth
That never gets old.
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Poem: Turning
By Jack Brummet
Turning
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Turning
1
The host and tenant are locked
The host and tenant are locked
In
benign equilibrium.
2
Each valley is followed by a slope.
Every going followed by a return.
Each valley is followed by a slope.
Every going followed by a return.
3
There
is no relief without an ache,
And no virus without a host.
And no virus without a host.
4
The bricks tumble into the moat.
The king's body hangs naked from the flagpole.
5
For a fleeting moment,
The condition for change exists.The bricks tumble into the moat.
The king's body hangs naked from the flagpole.
5
For a fleeting moment,
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Sunday, May 19, 2013
Poem: Resurrection
By Jack Brummet
He
was ready to live again
Even if living just meant running
To keep ahead of the ghosts.
---o0o---Even if living just meant running
To keep ahead of the ghosts.
Saturday, May 18, 2013
Five Poems: The Golden Rule; The Glass Is Not Half-Full; It's Getting Crowded; Limits; Surviving
By Jack Brummet
Listen to the songbirds
Trill
But keep an eye
On the buzzard section.
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The
glass is not half-full
As our steps
Bisect old steps.
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We like to believe
We could endure anything for five minutes
But that theory, cooked up
In your hermetic study or bedroom,
Comes apart at the seams
When you imagine being on fire
Or having crows feast
Upon your eyes.
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Salvation lies
In remaining unblinded
The enemy without,
The
Golden Rule
Trill
But keep an eye
On the buzzard section.
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I
saw our dreams
Disappear
Like a white pony
Over
A low grassy hill. ---o0o---
Disappear
Like a white pony
Over
A low grassy hill. ---o0o---
It's
Getting Crowded
We
cover the earth
With Venn Diagrams
With Venn Diagrams
As our steps
Bisect old steps.
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Limits
We like to believe
We could endure anything for five minutes
But that theory, cooked up
In your hermetic study or bedroom,
Comes apart at the seams
When you imagine being on fire
Or having crows feast
Upon your eyes.
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Surviving
Salvation lies
In remaining unblinded
To
the treachery
Massing
around you:
The enemy without,
Calculating
your fall
And
the traitor within,
Beating in your chest.
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Friday, May 17, 2013
Donald Baechler's faces mural at Caravaggio restaurant in NYC and Jack's Faces No. 111
By Jack Brummet
We're working on more or less parallel paths.
We're working on more or less parallel paths.
click to enlarge
My earlier drawings (2007), Faces No. 111.
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